"That boy needs therapy!" a voice yelled from inside one of the counselor's rooms. Spencer was pretty sure it was Ponzey. This was bad. This was really bad. Spencer shifted in his chair and tried to listen in on the conversation that was going on in the other room. Apparently, the school counselor, Mrs. Santos, had caught Spencer arguing with Billy and thought it was a good idea to speak with Spencer's parents.
Now Spencer was waiting anxiously while the adults talked. He knew what was going on. Right now, they were discussing on whether or not Spencer was crazy enough for them to put him in a metal hospital. The problem was, Spencer wasn't crazy. Still, he couldn't tell his folks about Billy. Even if Spencer could get his parents to put on Billy's gear, there was no telling how they would react to a ghost living in their house. After the Mallory incident, Spencer didn't want to find out. It was safer just to trust his parents not to be fooled by Mrs. Santos and Principal Ponzey.
Billy hovered near by, not exactly sure what was going on or why Spencer was acting weird. He assumed the reason they were here was because Spencer was in trouble for something but usually Spencer was more annoyed than upset. Something was up. Billy floated over to the shelves, starting to get bored of waiting. The rockstar picked up one of the pamphlet and read the name aloud.
"Hey Spence! Check out this one!" Billy called eagerly, bringing the pamphlet over.
"Put that back!" Spencer hissed, too on edge to deal with the specter. Billy flinched from the sudden snap from his best friend. He then frowned and quickly put the pamphlet back on the shelf. Spencer felt bad for yelling at his friend but before he could get a chance to apologize, he realized something. The adults had gone silent.
Spencer slowly turned towards the other room. The windows were covered with posters of "positive" messages but Spencer could still see a figure staring back at him through it. Spencer's blood ran cold. The teen gave a very forced smile and waved to the person inside.
This was not good.
